My Experience In the Otherworldly Liver

On the shore of Crescent Lake, Dingyou Camp of Minfu.

Except for the occasional footsteps of the patrolling soldiers, the rest of the place was silent.

Inside the Fireheads tent.

A cloud of black smoke appeared and disappeared silently by Chen Mu's hand.

He closed his eyes slightly, and strange syllables kept spitting out of his mouth.

With a translucent gray wall floating in front of him, Chen Mu watched as his proficiency climbed little by little.

I don't know how long I read it, but a lot of insights suddenly appeared in my mind.

Chen Mu was stunned for a while before regaining his senses.

He couldn't help looking at the gray wall.

Five Ghosts Moving Mountain Mantra: 1/10000/seventh order;

"Breakthrough..."

He raised his hand in front of him. With a thought, black smoke appeared out of thin air.

"Have you gotten rid of the curse completely?"

In his mind, in the hazy fog, the light group connected by the stars and silver lines shone brightly. It was like a flame burning behind frosted glass.

Invisible, but conspicuous.

As long as he focuses on the dazzling light group, he can open and close the five ghost bags at will, and instantly activate the five ghosts to move mountains!

But that's just incidental.

Chen Mu looked at the air in a complicated way: "Yin..."

The little paper figurines with spring characters appeared with a smile.

The next moment, black smoke spewed out of him.

In an instant, a black puff of smoke with a diameter of one meter rolled and emerged in the air.

It was suddenly cold in the sultry tent.

Chen Mu stretched out his hand into the air, the cold and smooth touch made him horrified.

"This is the true face of the ghost paper figurine."

The ghost turned into a paper figurine and disappeared immediately.

"It's a pity that I left Nanyang City, otherwise I would have to go to the Spring Breeze Building to celebrate."

...

In the early morning, the huge military camp slowly woke up from its slumber.

Everyone in Ding You Camp Fire Head Army started to prepare lunch in high spirits.

Chen Mu put a bigu pill into his mouth, took a deep breath, slowly adjusted his breathing, and started the cloud mirage training.

While chopping vegetables, he looked at his comrade.

These guys ate well, slept well, and they all gained weight!

Even the dwarf Zheng Yuan, who was beside him, became more rounded.

At this moment, the other party is struggling to cut radishes.

He didn't speak, and slammed the clanging sound of the wooden vegetable pier being cut. It seems to have a grudge against Caidun.

Chen Mu smiled, this short stout is quite vindictive.

Didn't I take you to open a small stove? I ignored him for several days.

When his heart moved, one of the radishes in the bamboo basket beside him disappeared out of thin air.

The next moment, there was a radish in the bamboo basket beside Kuidundun.

The Five Ghosts Moving Mountain Mantra is advanced, and the five ghost paper figures have a ghost form.

The ghost can change and become invisible, the five ghost bags are opened and closed, and finally the black smoke is no longer billowing.

Chen Mu looked at the dwarf who didn't realize it, and smiled: "No thanks."

Then he gave the fat man a radish.

After half an hour.

Dwarf Dundun Zheng Yuan looked at the radishes in his bamboo basket in disbelief.

How come there are so many? !

If it can't be cut, he will eat and hang!

Chen Mu looked enthusiastic: "Do you want to help?"

"Thank you!" Zheng Yuan couldn't care less, his fat face was full of gratitude.

Dawang is someone who can handle it, and he really helps when there is a problem!

Chen Mu smiled: "No thanks."

...

Life in the civilian camp is repetitive and monotonous.

Chen Mu didn't know the working life of other people.

Anyway, in addition to washing vegetables and cutting vegetables every day, he is washing vegetables and cutting vegetables.

Maintain the cloud mirage breathing method every day, watching the proficiency improve a little bit, but enjoy it.

"I heard that a lot of people died in the group of big-headed soldiers on the mountain." Zheng Yuan chatted while cutting vegetables.

"Oh." Chen Mu mechanically nodded.

Most of his mind was on the cloud mirage's intention to practice shape manipulation, and his reaction was a little slow.

Zheng Yuan was not surprised by Chen Mu's distracted appearance, and said to himself, "I heard that I have encountered something unclean."

"Thinking about those things outside, I can't sleep well." Zheng Yuan was worried.

Chen Mu rarely recovered, and glanced at Zheng Yuan strangely.

You sleep next to the ghosts every day, and you haven't seen your snoring any less!

Audundun hesitated for a while and whispered: "Someone sneaked away from the camp next door, and there is also wind in our camp."

"What do you think?"

run? Plant a black line, who ran? !

"Don't dare to run." Chen Mu said honestly.

"Look at how timid you are!" Zheng Yuan laughed, and immediately said earnestly: "As the saying goes, keep the daring to death, starve the timid to death, Dawang, you have to stand up!"

Ah!

The daring will be drained of energy and starved to death, but the timid will be fed up like pigs.

Chen Mu squinted at Shorty Dundun.

"You dare to run?"

"I don't dare either." Shorty smirked.

...

Late at night, in the tent of the Huotoujun at Dingyou Camp. Chen Mu lay on the grass mat.

A cloud of cold black smoke floated in the air in front of him.

He's been mulling over the usage of ghost form lately.

"Being able to be invisible, it is even more secretive to activate the five ghosts to move the mountain."

"Be able to touch the entity, and have the ability to physically attack."

"It's a pity that there is no way to transform terror." Chen Mu regretted. That is the strongest attack of the ghost monster.

Gollum!

A sound like holding a pipe and blowing bubbles into the water suddenly rang in my ears.

Chen Mu turned his head helplessly and looked at Dumpty next to him.

The other party was holding his head up, his mouth wide open, and he was snoring heartily.

Chen Mu glanced at the ghost paper figurine floating above Zheng Yuan's forehead, and then looked at the short Dundun who was sleeping soundly.

Talent!

The fascinated smoke filled the air silently, and the stop button was pressed in the tent.

"It is quite now……"

Chen Mugang breathed a sigh of relief.

Woo!

A burst of air suddenly came.

I saw a carp from Dumpundun slamming up, and jumped up in the air flexibly.

boom!

The ghost paper figurine was caught off guard and was knocked flying.

Chen Mu was stunned: "The fascinated smoke... Is it too much?"

The next moment, Zheng Yuan, who was bounced and fell to the ground, stood up again.

Only then did Chen Mu realize that nine of the ten people in the tent turned over and jumped up like a corpse.

Not right!

He quickly got up and learned to stand like the others.

In the dark night, Chen Mu stared at the nine people.

They closed their eyes one by one, breathing steadily, still sleeping.

Jiu Dao has long arms, and the thick and thin black strands of hair fall lightly from the position of the iron bracelet.

The moment it touched the ground, it suddenly bounced up, like an arrow, and flew out of the tent in a swish.

Chen Mu quickly took out the live fish parasitized with black lines.

Tang Shanjun, finally began to trigger the black line!

As if being summoned by some kind, the moment the live fish appeared, a black line with a long index finger came out of the live fish.

The moment it touched the ground, it suddenly bounced up and flew out one meter two and landed.

Then it bounced up again, and flew out one meter two and landed.

Chen Mu: "..."

Short and weak? !

So unique, it's hard not to be discovered!

Isn't it the end of the calf?

Sure enough, it didn't take long for him to jump out of the tent at 1.2 meters.

A thin old man broke in.

"The old man who checked on the ship?" Chen Mu was stunned.

This old man is the exclusive person in charge of Ding Youying's black line affairs.

The opponent held a three-legged bronze incense burner in his left hand.

Inside was an emerald green liquid emitting a faint fluorescent light.

The green fluorescence reflected on the thin old man's cheeks, which was extremely gloomy.

He walked around the tent holding the bronze incense burner and stopped in front of Chen Mu.

Through the fluorescence in the incense burner, the old man who saw Chen Mu's face could not help but startled: "Trash!"

"The foundation is too bad, no matter how much you eat, you won't be able to raise the dark silk." The old man narrowed his eyes.

He raised his right hand, revealing the golden thread and white jade ring around his wrist.

Shaking slightly, the ring jade pendant made a crisp collision sound.

"After draining the work, the right is used as a waste. It's just one more deserter."

The next moment, a black shadow flew out of Chen Mu's sleeve and went straight to the bronze incense burner.

But halfway through the flight, it suddenly disappeared.

The thin old man's pupils shrank suddenly.

"Five ghosts move mountains!"

puff!

Drops of blood sprayed. The thin old man disappeared out of thin air.

Chen Mu opened his eyes indifferently, looked at the blood on the ground, and couldn't help sighing.

"I'm not satisfied with one meter two."

"It wasn't me who killed you, it was greed!"